Run away after flirting with the male god

The little emotion in Yang Fan's heart completely disappeared, but he wanted to be very reserved, so he raised his chin in the posture of Lafayette: "Okay."

The sound of "Okay" was like the sound of nature, Song Bai hugged Yang Fan expressionlessly and sat down on the office chair, while he dragged the small bench, rolled up his sleeves to his arms and opened the lunch box to eat.

Yang Fan sat on the chair belonging to Song Bai very satisfied: "If you like to eat, I can give it to you every day."

"I like to eat but I don't want you to deliver it every day." The man was surprised and didn't want Yang Fan to deliver food in the wind and rain. It was a bit hard, "You also have a job. If someone sees it, there will be gossip. I know you don't like it." being talked about by others."

"But I just want to do something." Yang Fan put on a ignorant look. He seemed to owe a lot of favors. He unconsciously reached out and stroked the other's forehead and sat in his arms. Yang Fan smiled softly, "You say you I feel so embarrassed for being so kind to me, allowing me to eat and live without paying rent."

With a sudden weight in his arms, Song Bai quickly put down his chopsticks and put his arms around the young man: "These are all based on my voluntary, don't think too much."

"I owe you more and more and I don't know how to pay it back."

"Fanfan..."

Song Bai once thought that if he didn't like men, then he would find someone who was cute and lively. He knew very well that his personality was a bit dull, and dating a couple is not about business in the office, but he found that he couldn't imagine that'if ', all the requirements seem to be in accordance with Yang Fan's standards.

"I can't help you too much. I just built a house behind you. If you are tired and sleepy, it will be the safest place."

At this time, he should be very moved, but Yang Fan was embarrassed because he just had a mental illness just now, so he snorted: "What time do you work overtime today?"

"I don't know. If you move quickly, it will be around 11 o'clock."

Yang Fan hesitated for a while and said, "I'll wait here for you to go back together."

"Wouldn't it be boring if you had nothing to do here?"

"Not boring!" Yang Fan replied bluntly, poking his eyebrows together, "Oh, what if Chen Minjun invites you to have supper with an excuse again, what should I do!"

Song Bai was stunned by the poke, he held Yang Fan's hand and said seriously: "I won't talk to her."

Yang Fan took a look at the man and felt that he should not be too shameless, so he clicked until he stopped, so he hugged him and smelled the faint scent of soap locust on his body, and he relaxed all over: "Kiss me."

Song Bai pressed him into his arms and kissed him obediently, and asked with a low smile, "Are you satisfied?"

"I'm not satisfied at all." Yang Fan touched his heart to tell the truth, approached the man calmly and clamped the man's waist, rubbed his face against each other and slowly kissed him, and at the same time his heart was burning hot, he really wanted to If you want to ask Song Bai if he really doesn't want to have a deeper relationship with him... huh?

But after a few seconds he stopped asking.

Because the base of his thigh was pressing against something indescribable, Yang Fan's eyes lit up with a smirk for a while, and his hands began to be serious: "Well..." The tip of the man's tongue swept across his palate, and Yang Fan gradually lost his breath as he clung to him.

Feeling the delicate and lingering kiss, Song Bai paused his breath for a moment, his eyes deepened and he watched the most beautiful cat showing comfort and satisfaction in front of him, looking at him with his narrow and long phoenix eyes was the most difficult invitation to refuse.

"Hmm..." Yang Fan watched the man suddenly deepen the kiss to grab his breath, and responded tremblingly. Song Bai didn't give him a chance to speak better than ever before, his lips hurt a little from being sucked, he couldn't help staring The man glanced, "It hurts." He was embraced by Song Bai after he finished speaking, and a deep and seductive laughter came from his ears, so gentle that he could drown someone in water. .

Thinking about this, Yang Fan's eyes were a little moist, and he kissed Song Bai and sighed that it is so good to be alive.

Song Bai didn't know where he got the courage to raise his mouth and bite again, Yang Fan was so painful that tears ran out immediately, he raised his hand and gave him a slap, but it was very light and not majestic.

"Why are you biting me!" He stopped kissing, he struggled to get up, touched his mouth and didn't know if his skin was broken, "I will live broadcast tomorrow." It's a pity that the man's arms are strong and powerful, and he is thin Not to mention pushing, he can't beat him physically, but touching Song Bai's arms is full of muscles, which is a bit irritating.

When Yang Fan was angry, he found that the stinky thing under his thigh was more exciting, and he slowly rubbed it with bad intentions on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, he heard Song Bai gasping, pretending to help him with his collar, but actually putting it away on purpose. Tight, Yang Fan leaned over and said with a smile, "How is it?"

"Fanfan." He stared at him with dark and deep eyes, Song Bai kissed his chin and couldn't control it, "We..."

Yang Fan waited for his words with a smile, put his hand on the man's heart and nodded.

But I have to say that sometimes good fortune tricks people.

knock --

"Song Bai, are you there?"

The prehistoric power in his body could hardly be suppressed anymore, Yang Fan sat down hard for a while with a sullen face, and stood up and sat on the sofa with a grunt.

"Hiss—" He couldn't bear to look directly at the pressed place, Song Bai held his hands for a few seconds and hurriedly straightened his clothes, opened the door and saw that it was Chen Minjun and Jiang Dong, Jiang Dong was here for business, and Chen Minjun was simply here to deliver milk tea to Yang Fan.

Compared with men, women are actually more face-controlled.

Song Bai stood up straight with a serious face, wearing a milky white shirt, dark gray suit pants, and a handsome and upright face. The man's temperament became more and more lustful under the suit wrapping. Chen Minjun looked at him from the moment he opened the door, among them It meant that even Jiang Dong was aware of it.

"Cough, cough, I heard from Minjun that Yang Fan is here too." Jiang Dong looked up and saw Song Baixian was stunned, "Have you put lipstick on your mouth?"

"Ah, this, Fan... The dishes Yang Fan cooked for me are a bit spicy, and I can't control my nose when I eat spicy food."

Jiang Dong held the newly printed information in his hand, and covered his hands with heat. He went in and saw Yang Fan sitting on the sofa with his head depressed, saying hello: "Yang Fan hasn't come to play for a while."

What are you playing, playing with you?

Yang Fan raised his head and smiled: "I've been very busy recently, I feel more confident after not seeing my senior for a few days."

Jiang Dong felt that the temperature in the room was a bit high. Anyway, it was weird. He put down the information and was about to reply, but he was taken aback when he saw Yang Fan's face, and his eyes stopped at the corner of the other party's mouth. His face is pink and his lips are deep red. It's not that he is too observant, but if he wants to blame it, he can blame Yang Fan for his fair skin, which is not like ordinary gentlemen, so it is particularly obvious.

Jiang Dong looked back and forth between the two of them, and finally turned his eyes back to Yang Fan and answered calmly: "The company is starting to move forward, I'm happy." But his heart sank step by step, he glanced at the unfinished dishes on the table and fell silent .

Chen Minjun smiled and put down the milk tea: "I don't know what you like to drink, so just order it casually, don't hold it against you."

"Thank you." Yang Fan covered his mouth from time to time for fear of being noticed, he hated them for coming at an untimely time, and giving Song Bai a vicious look was not enough to vent his anger.

Song Bai rarely felt disappointed, pinched the bridge of his nose and said lightly: "I'm going to be busy here soon."

Jiang Dong: "You can't finish today and tomorrow, so don't work too hard."

"I'll pay attention."

Chen Minjun was hesitant to speak and stopped watching, so Yang Fan didn't understand. He went to the desk and flipped through the contracts and various data that he couldn't understand. But before he put it down, Chen Minjun said: "Those are all Yang Fan, remember to put away the company’s internal information.”

So Yang Fan put his hand in the air in such embarrassment, he couldn't even laugh awkwardly at Jiang Dong's questioning gaze, and finally heheed twice: "I don't look at it." When confronted, the face quickly pulled down.

"This..." Chen Minjun looked at the messy documents in front of the desk that had been messed up by the young man, thinking that Song Bai had to work overtime so late every day and it was very hard. Is it a bit too much for him to make trouble like this?Looking at him sitting on the chair like his master without saying a word, Chen Minjun squeezed his palms and looked at Song Bai, but found that the other party's expression was normal, even with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was suddenly dissatisfied. Yang Fan's goodness also disappeared in the wild thinking that she didn't even know.

"Song Bai, the table is a bit messy, let me clean it up for you."

Jiang Dong laughed and said, "Song Bai is short of a girlfriend right now, look at the mess on the table."

Yang Fan turned back quickly, propping his chin with his left hand and glanced at the man: "I'm sorry for messing up your table."

"..."

What kind of temperament is Yang Fan? Based on Song Bai’s understanding of him, he rarely apologizes to people who are eccentric. He recalled Yang Fan’s small temper from time to time at home, and then he received the other party’s gaze and silently stepped forward to stop Chen Minjun. Looking at the isolation, he said: "I will clean up by myself. I will go to find the location after others clean up. I won't trouble you."

After he said this, Chen Minjun withdrew his hand and blushed a little: "Why don't I order coffee for you to refresh yourself."

"I don't drink coffee, Minjun, please remember to order less." Song Bai spoke to Chen Minjun, but looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan turned his head and pretended not to see, thinking that you should clean up by yourself, and wait and see as soon as the person leaves.

Seeing him crossing his legs and playing horizontally, Song Bai gave a deep smile but stopped it immediately, and said to Jiang Dong: "If you order a supper, please remember to leave me a portion. Today, Yang Fan sent too much food. I am full of food." .”

Jiang Dong looked at Chen Minjun hesitantly and nodded: "Okay, then you continue to work and I will go first."

Song Bai closed the door, feeling the burning heat behind his back, and he could almost punch a hole through his eyes.

"Hmph." Yang Fan closed his eyes and did not speak.

Song Bai: "..."

"The atmosphere is ruined." With just a little, a little distance, Yang Fan reluctantly turned his chair and was a little sullen. The opportunity is hard to come by.

Song Bai was very interested to see him making small moves by himself, and his eyebrows were furrowed into a cute character: "Are you like this outside?" He walked over and squatted down, hooking the young man's chin is a provocative gesture that rarely occurs, " Are you so cute outside?"

"You're teasing the cat." Yang Fan stared at him and slapped him up, then turned back after the slap.

The man had no choice but to follow him, and said in a deep voice, "I'll finish my work early and take you home."

"Oh, then I'll sit on the sofa. I don't dare to sit on your chair. Maybe I'm an undercover agent of your opposing company." Yang Fan felt that his head was going to smoke with anger.

Seeing him losing his temper, Song Bai became frightened, and quickly stuffed him back into the chair and sat down. He rubbed the young man's handsome but effeminate face and felt the other person's excitement. He said, "This chair is for you to sit on." Don't be angry, she is kind enough to do nothing, just pretend you didn't hear it."

"I'm not angry."

The man smiled in a low voice not to poke him: "Okay, you're not angry."

Yang Fan slammed the table and shouted: "Be serious!"

"When did I stop being serious, Teacher Yang?"

"The teacher doesn't want to talk to a stupid student like you right now, so you should do your homework." Yang Fan took out his phone and simply ignored him, swiping his fingers on the screen desperately, opened Weibo and decided to have a good chat with his fans.

Song Bai looked up to see that he was fine, so he put away the lunch box, and continued to work as he said, but he would look at Yang Fan from time to time, like looking at a child.

The noisy office fell silent in an instant. Yang Fan hadn't logged in to Weibo since he turned off the live broadcast, and now he was frightened by the 10,000+ amount of information. He didn't want to take a closer look at the newly added fans, but he didn't take a closer look to make him notice an account that was enough to make him howl with excitement.

Su Yide's official Weibo has followed him!

Be low-key, low-key, now that the contract is not in hand, it is too early to be happy. Yang Fan grabbed his phone and didn't want to let go. The ball that was about to explode just now deflated in seconds. Some people were not angry when they wondered whether he had micro-plastic surgery in the comment area.

Just kidding, he's all natural.

Turning on the front camera and trying to take a picture, but found that the pixels are not good enough, Yang Fan curled his lips and stretched his neck: "Use your phone for me."

Song Bai handed it over and said, "The password is your date of birth."

Yang Fan blushed suddenly, and quietly turned around to take a selfie. Song Bai’s phone didn’t have a Meitu app or a self-beautification function. Finally, he found the light to complete a selfie. There was no non-mainstream angle of view, but he took a photo with a smile. Zhang, after more than 20 photos, I finally chose two. I deleted the unnecessary ones and posted them on Weibo. Although there are some small flaws, it is natural!

As a result, the fans' comments below were all [Heavenly hot baby, your face is so red! 】

[The fried chicken looks so cute! 】

【So pretty! 】

Thousands of people can praise the same thing, and Yang Fan feels ashamed when he reads the comments, and his inflated heart is just like this.

After being excited for a while, the hot face disappeared. Yang Fan returned the phone to Song Bai and felt a little sleepy. Then he looked at the time on the computer and showed that it was past 10 o'clock. He sighed and stretched his waist and said, "I want Go to bed." Get up and go to the sofa and lie on your stomach.

This time Song Bai didn't stop him, but found a pillow for him, and covered him with a suit jacket without a blanket. The temperature on the young man's face was slightly higher, but it was obviously not a sign of fever. He clenched his fist and beat him a few times, and said softly, "Hit you with a small fist."

His chest didn't hurt at all, but every blow felt like it was hitting his heart. Song Bai watched him slowly laugh, rubbed Yang Fan's forehead and bowed his head to kiss him.

The contrast between day and night for this person is unusually large.

The kiss was extremely careful and gentle, as light as a feather brushed against his forehead, Yang Fan squinted his eyes and smiled, his heart was beating non-stop and his face became hot again.

calm down!

He covered his face with his suit and waved his hands: "I'm really sleepy." Song Bai let him go.

Yang Fan was very afraid that he would become Song Bai's little fanboy in the future, the kind of fanboy who wished to crash into his idol's arms, the picture was so beautiful that he chose to commit suicide.

Soon after, in the office, apart from the sound of flipping paper, there was only the sound of young people’s long breathing. Song Bai proofread the text one by one with a serious face, and finally circled and marked the problematic parts. He was used to using a pen. Before he could calm down to practice calligraphy, Song Bai unknowingly clenched the pen, and after all the inspections were completed, he went to the window to make a phone call.

He regretted it when the call was connected. It was getting late and shouldn't disturb their rest.

"grandfather."

"Well, I haven't slept yet."

"Working overtime at the company suddenly thought of you."

"What do we have to think about, you work hard outside, just remember what we taught you at home."

The man's expression moved slightly: "Yeah." Then there seemed to be nothing to talk about.

It's not that he and the two old people have no feelings, but it's the rules that override the feelings. The rules of the soldiers, there is no rule without rules, and the tutoring of a well-educated child must not be bad. It is a virtuous circle and a proportional thing.

Not long before dawn, Song Bai still stood straight by the window like a wooden stake that had been standing for many years, looking at the dark sky in the distance without saying a word, the occasional street lights flickering on the street made the atmosphere extremely evil, he looked down at the already empty One-person Dajie sighed.

Suddenly there were a few firecrackers in the distance. The firecrackers were set off at this point, probably someone’s birthday tomorrow. Firecrackers of different colors exploded into a bright place in the sky. Apart from the shortcomings of polluting the air and disturbing the people, it is still very beautiful.

At this time, the person on the sofa might not turn over smoothly and muttered a few words. Song Bai didn't hear what he said, but he finally remembered that they were in the company. It doesn't matter if he sleeps in the company by himself, but Yang Fan can't.

When he was very young, he thought: If he has a partner in the future, he must treat her well, and he can't be like the father in name, who always abandons his family and ruins the two families.

It's just that at that time he didn't expect that 'she' became 'he'. It doesn't matter if the gender is wrong, they are all his objects in essence. As a man, he must put his lover first, and he is not willing to let Yang Fan casually sleep on the sofa.

Yang Fan is very beautiful, so beautiful that people feel that the best things should be put in front of him.

"Fanfan." He pushed the young man but was beaten.

"sleepy……"

I used to sleep late, but now it is more difficult to wake up when I fall asleep. Song Bai looked at it for a while and finally turned off the light carefully. He gently asked Yang Fan to lie on his back, supporting his pi with one hand and holding it with the other. After sorting out a stack of folders, he carefully closed the door and went out.

Chen Minjun is preparing for tomorrow's bidding in Jiang Dong's office. The instant coffee in the trash can indicates that Jiang Dong has not slept for a long time. The sound of Song Bai opening the door is so small that she didn't notice it. She was startled when there was a sudden sound behind her A jump: "Song Bai, you finished it so quickly." Before he could say the next sentence, the man said: "Keep your voice down, Yang Fan fell asleep."

Jiang Dong kneaded his eyes and kept shaking his head, eyes staring: "It's fine if you wake him up."

Song Bai smiled: "Senior, you don't know him well. If you sleep soundly, if someone wakes you up, he will lose his temper. Then you and I can't help it."

"Then you still recite him." Chen Minjun said very inappropriately. It's not like a man can't walk, so asking others to recite is a bit of meaning.

In the end, no one went to get to the bottom of what it meant.

Another girl looked at Song Bai with a smile on the other hand: "Would you like to bid with me tomorrow?"

“This project is the fruit of our hard work together.”

"Hmm..." The person on the back grunted a few times, wrapped his hands around Song Bai's neck, and rubbed his head affectionately on his neck, "Mubai, I want to eat meat tomorrow." The thick nasal voice is full of unbearable rejection Feeling helpless, the handsome face under some broken hair was slightly flushed, which made all the men and women present dumbfounded.

Song Bai looked at the crowd and said slowly: "I'll go first, goodbye."

It was Jiang Dong who came back to his senses first, frowning as he watched Song Bai go away and then watched him leave his sight, twirling his pen with his fingers and not making a sound for a long time.

Something seems wrong.

"You guys are busy first, I'll go to the toilet." Jiang Dong took his mobile phone to squat in the toilet, opened the school forum, hoping to see the news he wanted to see, and it turned out to be clean. He wondered if he went shopping on vacation the year he graduated forum.

Yang Fan's looks are a point of attention no matter where he goes. During their military training, even he himself mistook the tall young man for a girl. At that time, there were endless posts about Yang Fan in the forum. Now that I think about it, it is considered His skill.

But the point is that there are no posts about Yang Fan in the forum. Jiang Dong hesitates to open the circle of friends to see who is still awake, and he will catch a school girl one by one.

"Senior, you don't even know! Song Bai and Yang Fan are famous rumored homosexuals in our department! But the teacher later said that they are not a couple but just a good relationship. Shouldn't beautiful gays have friends? Teacher Sun because of framing They even went to the principal to make a fuss about expelling Yang Fan, and now they are firing him, alas, what a pity, I somehow feel that their match is so cute!"

Jiang Dong is not interested in knowing the little gossip about girls, his attention is all on the word 'gossip gay'.The inner world is a bit complicated, and when I go back and see Chen Minjun, I don't know how to speak.

To be honest, it hurt the girl's heart too much, and it was his fault as a friend who kept it from hiding.

"How about I invite everyone to sing after the bidding is over?"

"Okay!"

……

Yang Fan was a little restless. In fact, Song Bai had noticed it when he was upstairs, but he didn't want to expose it, so he cooperated with his performance. He also knew the reason why Yang Fan made a misleading voice, and it was because of his petty temper.

Boys would be said to be a bit hypocritical, but he... Song Bai pushed Yang Fan's ass up and laughed, and he always felt more agile than before.

"How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

"...You got it." Yang Fan raised his head a little disappointed, and doubted his acting skills by the way.

"You're too intimate, no matter how close you are to me, you won't be like that." The man wanted him to get down and walk by himself, but he waved his legs and refused.

"No one has ever carried me on their backs since I was a child."

The man smiled and said, "I don't have to carry others on my back." He walked very slowly, step by step, moving towards the entrance of the shopping mall where he parked in the morning.

"Since that incident, no one has hugged me again, and no one is willing to listen to me." I just woke up a little dazed, and this is the most suitable time to suffer from the second illness. Yang Fan rubbed his head on the man's shoulder and asked suddenly , "Am I a special girl just now? I heard the girls whispering."

"No, they are jealous of you."

This explains...

When Yang Fan was in a daze, Song Bai had already arrived at his destination. He put him down and found a mask for him to wear. Before setting off, he did not forget to tell him: "Don't fall asleep."

The wind at night was very cool, Yang Fan pressed his cheek against Song Bai's back and yawned again and again, smacking his lips to find that his brain was a mess, and put his hands in the pockets of his suit to keep warm. Autumn is here, and winter is still here. Is it far?

After a good night's sleep, it was a bit difficult to fall asleep again, Yang Fan went home and lay down on the bed, feeling that his yawns were all for nothing, staring at the door of the bathroom until Song Bai came out, he hooked his hands.

Song Bai held Yang Fan's hand and squeezed his fingers lightly: "I heard you say that you will broadcast live tomorrow?"

"Yes, my fans said that I sing well, and I started a live broadcast and gained a lot of fans." With itchy hands, Yang Fan curled up into a fist in the man's hand, and then hooked his fingers together and pretended to pull, playing alone happily, smiling Looking at Song Bai, he found that the old cadre's brows were tightly wrinkled. He was stunned and stretched out his hands to stroke the center of his brows, trying to press them flat.

I don't want to take politics class again...

"In the news, there are various small accidents in the live broadcast every day to attract the attention of fans." Song Bai didn't say the rest, he believed that Yang Fan would understand.

Yang Fan glared at him angrily and threw away his hand: "I don't know how to do small tricks, even if I sing and chat, I don't often broadcast live. If you don't believe me, I will tell you the room number to watch my live broadcast tomorrow."

Song Bai pursed his lips and looked serious again, not saying a word was acquiescing.

Yang Fan wants to be angry, does he really look like a flirtatious and coquettish anchor?

Seemingly seeing through his thoughts, Song Bai said, "I'm worried about you."

Feeling a little depressed, Yang Fan slept until dawn, eager to prove to Song Bai that he got up and practiced the music quickly. He started the live broadcast at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, because he didn't sleep well yesterday, and he had dark circles under his eyes. Put on light makeup, everyone's live broadcast seems to have a beautiful face, Yang Fan thinks that his appearance is too high, so he doesn't need it.

Before the bidding, Song Bai was watching Yang Fan’s live broadcast. Yang Fan concentrated on singing and seldom looked at the camera. The sunshine outside was very different from the usual live broadcast room. That... naughty, this knowledge made him feel very comfortable, and he deliberately smashed a helicopter to support Yang Fan before shutting down.

Four companies were present at the same time, and one of them was an old company with many years of experience but was defeated by Song Bai. As the boss, Jiang Dong hardly spoke and was silent all the time. While sighing, I am more determined to keep people in the company.

The admiration in Chen Minjun's eyes was a little more, Jiang Dong turned his head and noticed her and couldn't help sighing, girls have thin skins.

The person in charge of the partner sent them out with a smile. Jiang Dong turned around and immediately reserved a box and said to everyone, "Today is a big day. I invite everyone to eat and sing."

The only one who didn't applaud was Song Bai. Compared with singing, he still prefers to drink a cup of Tieguanyin at home and practice calligraphy, but Jiang Dong didn't give him a chance to refuse. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Since you joined the company, you have been You can’t make mistakes, but you refuse to participate in the activities every time, so it’s a bit unreasonable to refuse this time.”

"Yes, yes, Song Bai, you are not too young to come out to play."

Chen Minjun also said: "This is the biggest order our company has taken on, let's go together."

"Mr. Jiang."

"It would be too embarrassing to refuse again. We big guys have invited you like this. There will always be entertainment when you go out."

Song Bai said lightly: "Okay, let me first inform my family not to wait for me for dinner."

Yang Fan didn't have much ups and downs when he heard it. Anyway, he knew that it was a bit unrealistic for a man to go home on time every day. He responded with a snort: "Just don't stay overnight."

"I watched the live broadcast, Fanfan, I'm sorry yesterday."

"Hey... I'm not angry and apologized."

The man spoke very rudely, but Song Bai didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, being too polite made it appear that there was a distance between them.

Fanfan?

Jiang Dong showed disbelief in his eyes and trembled all over.

Song Bai is not good at speaking when he is out of the scope of work. He sits alone and eats slowly and methodically.

Because he is too well-behaved, he makes a lot of noise around Song Bai and looks like a brat who is underwhelmed when compared to others. Not only his work ability but also his demeanor and temperament are far behind, those men are naturally unwilling. Get along with Song Bai.

From the beginning, I felt that they were not from the same world, so why bother to date them deliberately.

"Come on, Song Bai, let me offer you a toast." Jiang Dong blushed, staggered to Song Bai's side, "You are so powerful, I will bow down to you."

The surroundings were instantly filled with the smell of alcohol, Song Bai did not change his face, and smiled: "You drank too much."

"Come and drink!"

In front of him was a full glass of high-strength white wine, and seeing that there was no normal expression on everyone's faces, he reached out and shook the wine glass, finally stood up and clinked glasses with Jiang Dong, and said lightly: "Cheers."

Jiang Dong looked up at him and smiled inexplicably, raised his head and drank all the wine, and the people around him became bolder and lifted Song Bai's wine glass to let him drink it all at once.

Slipping down from throat to abdomen, Song Bai felt that he had underestimated the wine a little bit, shaking his head a few times before he could barely see what was in front of him. Although he couldn't believe it, he had to admit that he was really a little drunk after this drink. .

He could still support himself so that he would not lose control like others. Song Bai rubbed his eyebrows to hold back the pungent smell of alcohol. He was dizzy and didn't know who was talking in his ear. It wasn't Yang Fan's cold voice. It was a soft female voice, with a cautious temptation.

"Hey Jiang Dong, why did you drink him like this?"

"Everyone is happy, it's all right."

What's more, relying on Song Bai's drunkenness to provoke him, Chen Minjun blocked everything once, and Song Bai held his head and felt that his throat was numb. It was so hot that he couldn't understand why some people liked it so much. drink wine.

Seeing the usually calm and calm man laying unconscious on the table, the few people looked at each other and smiled with a subtle feeling that they had won a game.

In fact, Song Bai wasn't in a coma, but his head was too heavy to lift up.

After eating a meal for several hours, Yang Fan thumped the pillow next to him and was about to lose his temper. Why should he wait for the man to come home like a bitch?Then he thought about it, didn't he pick this man himself?

In the blink of an eye, it was almost early morning and Song Bai hadn't come home yet. Yang Fan scratched his head and still made a phone call. After mumbling for a long time, he got through and asked directly, "When are you coming back?"

Chen Minjun held the phone in a daze, wondering who this person is and why he is so fierce: "I am Chen Minjun, you are looking for Song Bai, right?"

It turned out to be Chen Minjun answering the phone, Yang Fan frowned and asked, "Why are you answering the phone, what about him?"

"He's drunk, Jiang Dong and I are planning to take him home, what can you do with him?"

Yang Fan's heart faintly rose to the posture that he was worried about Zhang Bo at the beginning. He put his back against the wall to try to calm himself down: "I feel a little worried that he hasn't come back for so long. It's okay. You can send him back quickly. He can't hold alcohol right now."

The woman had doubts about the word 'come back', she turned to look at Jiang Dong and asked, "Does Yang Fan and Song Bai live together?"

Jiang Dong covered his mouth and coughed, he was much more normal than other people who were almost insane drunkards, and hurriedly replied: "Ah, yes, Yang Fan has been living with Song Bai for a long time."

"They have such a good relationship." When Chen Minjun said this, he found that his heart was fluctuating. Yang Fan came to deliver food to Song Bai, and Song Bai carried Yang Fan home. , There are also rumors that Yang Fan is gay on the Internet. She couldn't stop thinking about it, and looked at the frowning and silent man beside her, full of hesitation, "It's not a real brother, living together..." The key is Yang Fan And so beautiful.

Jiang Dong glanced at her nonchalantly: "That's how friendship is."

"yes."

Jiang Dong was concentrating on driving, but he didn't even believe the answer.

The address of the community came out of Song Bai’s mouth. Jiang Dong suspected that his ears were wrong when he heard the name. This community is very famous and expensive. Maybe he can’t buy a room in it after ten years of hard work, but now Song Bai said he lived in it?

"Song Bai used to live here." Obviously he was not the only one who was shocked.

Song Bai's attire is unremarkable and even a bit masculine. There are only a few summer clothes to change, and even the only suit is too big and doesn't fit well, but his figure is so good that he insists on supporting it , people in the company once thought that Song Bai was a man from a poor family, who was so proud and arrogant that his self-esteem was inflated, and some people retorted that the temperament of a man was not like what can be cultivated in a poor family. Sure.

The 5th floor is not too high, and it only takes a few seconds to take the elevator. Song Bai kept his eyes closed and waited until he got in the elevator before opening them. Chen Minjun was afraid he would fall and hurried to help him, but he was completely rejected. He propped his hand on the wall and turned his head to respond. , with a cold tone: "Don't bother you."

No matter what she did, she was rejected.

The woman subconsciously bit her lip.

Song Bai didn't want to give the other party too many illusions, so he whispered to Chen Minjun while Jiang Dong was getting out of the elevator: "Sorry, I have no chance with you." Then, with Jiang Dong's support, he reluctantly walked to the door of his house, carried the The moment the doorbell was pressed, the door opened.

Seeing that it was Yang Fan, the strength of the man's whole body seemed to be drained and he fell down.

Yang Fan quickly stepped forward to support him, but his weight was so low that he was almost not pressed to the ground. The strong smell of alcohol on his face made him cough several times. Finally, Jiang Dong and him worked together to lift Song Bai up to the second floor.

Chen Minjun's mind went blank from the moment he saw Yang Fan, and he followed them blankly, echoing what Song Bai had just said to her.

Sorry, I have no chance with you.

The decoration on the first floor is more like Song Bai's style, and the warm tones on the second floor will make anyone feel at home, and she noticed Yang Fan's clothes next to the master bedroom, and a photo of a young man on the bedside table, The photo is a group that went viral on the Internet a few days ago. Yang Fan is wearing a flag dress and looks graceful and luxurious, just like a nobleman walking out of an oil painting, making people unable to tell the gender.

This kind of grace surpasses the blurring of gender and the visual beauty brings a direct impact on the hearts of the masses. Chen Minjun glanced past Song Bai's glasses and hurriedly supported the wall, with water in his eyes.

This is a home, and one owner is a home for two men.

Yang Fan touched the man's hot face and felt a little angry. Even the 30-year-old Song Bai couldn't drink enough: "How much did he drink?"

"One cup."

The quantifier is wrong, can wine be described by a cup?

"Song Bai doesn't drink too much." His tone was about to burst into anger, when the man grabbed his hand and murmured, "Fanfan."

Before Yang Fan was ashamed, he heard a cry behind him, and when he turned around to look, he saw Chen Minjun's back running out in a hurry.

"Min Jun!" Jiang Dong also chased him out, and said apologetically to the young man, "I was wrong this time, Song Baituo, you took care of me."

When the door below closed with a 'bang', Yang Fan blinked and wondered, "Why did he start crying all of a sudden." He hasn't even made a move on his love rival yet.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the young man's hands. His five fingers were fair and smooth. They were a pair of princess-like hands. He used them a little